A Hope from Heaven

Chapter Two: Helping Family

I stared at the lines of broken and beat up ships that lay in what looked to be a junkyard. I kicked a piece of scrap metal. "Is this a joke, Dimi?" I raised my eyebrow, half a second from launching at him to punch that smug look off his face.

He rolled his eyes at me and then gestured for me to follow him through the long lines of twisted metal. "This is an investment. Forgan has been collecting these ships for years. He's been parting them to make himself a fully functional ship." We walked towards a rusty looking tin garage. The large garage door was open and I could see sparks from a grinder as the harsh screech made me wince. "So he has made himself ten." We stepped inside and my mouth dropped open at the ships that sat in lines. Some were banged up and some looked like they had been given new bodies but all I could see was a way to get up to that floating civilization and find my female.

"Go look, Alek, but don't touch." Dimi shoved at my shoulder as he moved towards the male he called Forgan. I headed towards the first ship. It looked like a standard transpo-ship. I moved around it, seeing the banged up metal that was the hull. There was some chipped and faded paint on the outside and I reached up and brushed my fingers against it in curiosity. "I literally just told you not to touch!" Dimi's voice was harsh and I grinned as I dropped my hand.

"I don't remember you saying that." I looked around the ship and my eyes widened as the large male named Forgan grabbed Dimi's chin and pulled his face to look at him. I let out a heavy growl at the action as my eyes narrowed to slits. No one handled my family like that.

"Don't, Alek. Forgan and I are close." It was a heavy warning that I wanted to ignore but Dimi didn't seem to be overly bothered by Forgan's rough handling. If he wasn't concerned than I knew that my involvement would merely complicate things. I wanted a ship and it seemed as though Forgan was my only way of getting one.

I swallowed my anger and moved over to a sleek black ship. It seemed to be built for speed and I was impressed by the look and shape of it. I resisted the urge to touch it as I slowly moved down the line of ships, keeping my hands held tightly behind my back. I spotted a bruiser like cruiser near the back and even my beast perked up at the sight of it. It was heavy and it looked like it could pack a heavy punch if it was used right. My hands itched to touch the hull but I clenched my hands into fists instead. I couldn't insult Forgan, I needed one of his ships.

"That's Anastasia." At the gruff voice I slowly looked over my shoulder. The large male looked similar to the ship, large and brutish. Dimi looked practically feminine in comparison and that was saying something. Dimi was nearly as big as me. "She's an extraction ship. Meant for hooking to other ships and creating a way in. Can take a beating and can't be stopped. My pride and joy." He wiped his hands on a dirty towel before he looked at me. "She is what we will be taking to find your female. It's what she was built for after all." He gave me a faint smile. "Dimi has told me you re going up with or without help and I will help mate family. Atleast to keep them alive from their own stupidity." At the words I blinked and glanced between Forgan and Dimi. Mate family.

I pointed an accusing finger at Dimi. "Why have you not told grandmother? She will be devastated you didn't tell her." I shook my head in slight disappointment. "And why not me? We were raised as brothers and I would have stopped teasing you about females." I felt upset he had kept it from me.

"It didn't matter if you teased me or not. Forgan and I are content in our lives as they are. No need to complicate it at all." He waved me off and I ground my teeth together before I pointed at Forgan.

"You will come to dinner on Sundays.You are family and we wish for you to be there." I wanted him to be brought into the family. If he was mated to Dimi then he was family, regardless of what he thought.